The morning sun illuminates the Graig
enhancing the hues of golden trees
where a rainbow seems to originate:
a colourful bridge in the blue ether,
mountain clouds framing the horizon.
This alluring view from the autumn hill
relaxes my soul more than any pill,
breath disappearing ghost-like in the air
as raindrops drip as if a tap,
glistening jewels in the sunshine.
Then the rainbow weakens, vanishing
as dark clouds menace the sky once more.
The show's over but I'll remember
this beautiful sight...deep in November.
enhancing the hues of golden trees
where a rainbow seems to originate:
a colourful bridge in the blue ether,
mountain clouds framing the horizon.
This alluring view from the autumn hill
relaxes my soul more than any pill,
breath disappearing ghost-like in the air
as raindrops drip as if a tap,
glistening jewels in the sunshine.
Then the rainbow weakens, vanishing
as dark clouds menace the sky once more.
The show's over but I'll remember
this beautiful sight...deep in November.
